verse 1: You say it's not my flying it's my attitude Goose and I will buzz the tower if we're in the mood The old man gave me a bad rap So charlie's giving me a hard time Cougar lost his edge he was holding on too tight Chorus 1: If we screw up just a little bit We'll flying cargo planes Full of rubber dog shit out of Hong Kong Man it's classified I'd tell you but you'd have to die If we don't pull together soon We'll get our names on the plaque in the ladies room Slider stinks and Jester's dead I got an Otis Redding song stuck in my head In her bedroom today So I left her a paper airplane She said this could be complicated I'm the only guy in Top Gun she ever dated Go! Post Chorus: